Yes, I heard that little voice again calling, "Gwamma, Gwamma." I keep telling her she has to come to me to tell me what she wants instead of me looking for her. So, here she comes. Wash cloth covering up the most private parts.
"Gwamma", she said, "Where's the toilet paper".
I was on the phone with Kat and she told me to ask her where it was.
"Megan, Kat wants to know where we keep the toilet paper"
"In the bathroom closet," she replied.
"Well, go get it then!
Off she went, parts of that little bottom peering out through the wash cloth.
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